pudding

ah, post shower bliss. i am squeaky fucking clean. got a haircut, i have a mohawk but i couldn't bear to have it shaved to the skin on the sides so it's fuzzy on the sides to keep it looking fem. it's pretty sweet lookin'. tomorrow is tattoo day, double woot. on saturday we are having dinner with cassie and clint. i think we are going to try to get our taxes done tomorrow, there is some question as to whether we have to file jointly or not. i know nothing about it, i just hand my w-twos over and tell them to work their magic. i know i'm going to get shit for my hair tomorrow, oh well, i think it looks fierce. i moved the radio into my room so i don't have to listen to the same palylists all the time, plus i can listen to loveline, and that is really why i did it. what to do? i am so bored, i took a long nap earlier to pass some time. did my toes, shaved my legs, and waxed my eyebrows last night. oh the female beauty gauntlet. my toes are cherry red with pink hearts and glitter. because i was feeling flamboyant. i'm so stoked about my robots, they will be badass. badassly awesome. i've been a pretty good mood today. i got tired of looking "cute" so hopefully the mohawk will take the edge off that business. my utter boredom is really the only thing i have to bitch about. i have resigned myself to not caring about the thing i'm not talking about. not caring makes it a little easier to get on with your day.